Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th May 2020 4:08am
18th May 2020 4:08am
Get it On
The first album I ever purchased
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
#father
#motherhood
#childhood
#music
#wisdom
1226 reads
44 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th May 2020 4:08am
18th May 2020 4:08am
Get it On
The first album I ever purchased
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
#father
#motherhood
#childhood
#music
#wisdom
1226 reads
44 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th May 2020 4:08am
18th May 2020 4:08am
Get it On
The first album I ever purchased
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
#father
#motherhood
#childhood
#music
#wisdom
1226 reads
44 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th May 2020 4:08am
18th May 2020 4:08am
Get it On
The first album I ever purchased
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
#father
#motherhood
#childhood
#music
#wisdom
1226 reads
44 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th May 2020 4:08am
18th May 2020 4:08am
Get it On
The first album I ever purchased
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
#father
#motherhood
#childhood
#music
#wisdom
1226 reads
44 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
Mum Sample!
On mummy day we just jubiliate..
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
#parent
#motherhood
#childhood #son
#childhood #son
459 reads
2 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
Mum Sample!
On mummy day we just jubiliate..
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
#parent
#motherhood
#childhood #son
#childhood #son
459 reads
2 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
Mum Sample!
On mummy day we just jubiliate..
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
#parent
#motherhood
#childhood #son
#childhood #son
459 reads
2 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
18th Dec 2020 11:05pm
Mum Sample!
On mummy day we just jubiliate..
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
On mummy day we don't barricade..
On mummy day we don't infiltrate..
On mummy day we post no bille..
On mummy day we don't replay..
I stand by the north 12 o'clock..
Behind my back south
6 o'clock..
From the right east
3 o'clock..
By the left west
9 o'clock..
With this tears how we pay..
Volunteer for replay..
Inside the mind we foreplay..
Outside the mind afterplay..
It's free world...
#parent
#motherhood
#childhood #son
#childhood #son
459 reads
2 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 9:26am
29th Dec 2018 9:26am
the apparatus bird
sinecure alliance, a
diabolic formation
stagnated shaky fronts
more or full of hunched backs
clattering with poached skulls
inner agora peeling midnight rigours
in a gyrating udukkai- a rudrathaandav
haunted poramboke’s unblinking scarecrows
in vigilante-veiled soggy landmine fixations
laze in the pitched pigmented night fabrics
in a blackened festering ooze, a self-deluge
embattling the quirky decembrist cumberlands ...
diabolic formation
stagnated shaky fronts
more or full of hunched backs
clattering with poached skulls
inner agora peeling midnight rigours
in a gyrating udukkai- a rudrathaandav
haunted poramboke’s unblinking scarecrows
in vigilante-veiled soggy landmine fixations
laze in the pitched pigmented night fabrics
in a blackened festering ooze, a self-deluge
embattling the quirky decembrist cumberlands ...
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#birds
#night
#dark
732 reads
10 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 9:26am
29th Dec 2018 9:26am
the apparatus bird
sinecure alliance, a
diabolic formation
stagnated shaky fronts
more or full of hunched backs
clattering with poached skulls
inner agora peeling midnight rigours
in a gyrating udukkai- a rudrathaandav
haunted poramboke’s unblinking scarecrows
in vigilante-veiled soggy landmine fixations
laze in the pitched pigmented night fabrics
in a blackened festering ooze, a self-deluge
embattling the quirky decembrist cumberlands ...
diabolic formation
stagnated shaky fronts
more or full of hunched backs
clattering with poached skulls
inner agora peeling midnight rigours
in a gyrating udukkai- a rudrathaandav
haunted poramboke’s unblinking scarecrows
in vigilante-veiled soggy landmine fixations
laze in the pitched pigmented night fabrics
in a blackened festering ooze, a self-deluge
embattling the quirky decembrist cumberlands ...
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#birds
#night
#dark
732 reads
10 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
29th Dec 2018 9:26am
29th Dec 2018 9:26am
the apparatus bird
sinecure alliance, a
diabolic formation
stagnated shaky fronts
more or full of hunched backs
clattering with poached skulls
inner agora peeling midnight rigours
in a gyrating udukkai- a rudrathaandav
haunted poramboke’s unblinking scarecrows
in vigilante-veiled soggy landmine fixations
laze in the pitched pigmented night fabrics
in a blackened festering ooze, a self-deluge
embattling the quirky decembrist cumberlands ...
diabolic formation
stagnated shaky fronts
more or full of hunched backs
clattering with poached skulls
inner agora peeling midnight rigours
in a gyrating udukkai- a rudrathaandav
haunted poramboke’s unblinking scarecrows
in vigilante-veiled soggy landmine fixations
laze in the pitched pigmented night fabrics
in a blackened festering ooze, a self-deluge
embattling the quirky decembrist cumberlands ...
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#birds
#night
#dark
732 reads
10 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Motherhood Published by Members Recently Online
